I miss you
so badly
that I feel like it's killing me inside
I doubt how strong I was
where I was totally beaten up
by the cold u showed
I am shivering inside
my heart
couldn't stop shivering
with loneliness
and fear
I feel so helpless
without the hand to grab
the eyes to stare
and the face to touch
I was staring on the phone
with a photo on the screen
the face that was once
so near with mine
where our nose could meet
and I can feel every of your warm breath
The eyes
that huge pair of eyes
sparkling
straight to my heart
Our forehead kissing
with your finger brushing through my hair
I could feel every line on your palm
the big palm
with the warmest held I've ever felt
I could never forget
the first time our palms met
with the strong klench
like how afraid the hand will slip away
Those fingers
use to be wiping away my tears
holding me tight on the chest
calming me down
with the steady heartbeat
I listen to when I place my ear
right on the chest
It feels like ages
since I last hold your hand
listen to your voice
looking deep into your eyes
I start to lose the image of your face
every time I close my eyes
before I fall asleep
I tried so hard to recall
your sweet voice
the temperature I felt
every time you hug me
I tried so hard
til tears rolling down my cheek
those cheeks
where you always pinch
and poke
and kiss gently
How many times
I typed "I miss you"
and erase them
before sending out to you
So many words up til my throat
and I just swallow them back
down deeply to my heart
because I'm so afraid
those words annoyed you so much
that you will just walk away
At least now
I can still see you from far
knowing that you are alright
At least
you are fine
that's the most comfort
I could get from you
now..
How are you?
What are you thinking?
Are you really fine?
You look thinner in those photos
You smile lesser
I wonder if I did anything wrong
that maybe you would live better
without me
How many times
I'm afraid
I'm a parasite to you
How many times
I'm thinking of turning around
and leave your life
maybe you would live better that way
But whenever I thought of that
I cried
so hard that it hurts
my heart
like having thousands of cold knives
cutting through it
without mercy
I can only hug the pillow
you gifted me on my birthday
trying to get some comfort
from the wishes you gave me
on my last birthday
At least
something that I could link to you
that's the most I could do now..
When can we meet again?
with our hearts bond together
with our eyes staring each other
with our hands holding tight
never letting go
When can we meet again?
with you playing with my hair
with your playful stare
with your arm wrapping around me
so close
so warm
When can we meet again?
with our smile so wide
with our heart so loved
with our love blooming
like we are the happiest people in the world
When can we meet again?
At least give me 10 seconds
to look at you properly
and let me feel like I am still
in your heart
I love you
still
I am waiting
for you to come back
like how we use to be
love
in the heart
Sunday, December 27, 2015
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
留给一个人的时间
有些时候
就想一个人静静呆着
沉浸再心中隐藏着的情绪
一个人散这步
想停下就停下
想放纵奔跑就奔跑
一个人静静的看着天空
发发呆
把云朵想象成形形色色的东西
一个人躺在床上
对着天花板大声唱歌
管它吵到了谁
一个人随意拿起笔
画画心里想画的
再丑也无所谓
不喜欢扔了不就得了?
一个人呆呆地拿起吉他乱弹
自以为地写出一首歌
再用简单的词句填词
一个人拿起一堆零食
躲在房里看這连续剧
躲在被里 狂吃
或就一个人
静静地
放空思绪
享受留给自己一个人的时间
是种多好的感觉
就想一个人静静呆着
沉浸再心中隐藏着的情绪
一个人散这步
想停下就停下
想放纵奔跑就奔跑
一个人静静的看着天空
发发呆
把云朵想象成形形色色的东西
一个人躺在床上
对着天花板大声唱歌
管它吵到了谁
一个人随意拿起笔
画画心里想画的
再丑也无所谓
不喜欢扔了不就得了?
一个人呆呆地拿起吉他乱弹
自以为地写出一首歌
再用简单的词句填词
一个人拿起一堆零食
躲在房里看這连续剧
躲在被里 狂吃
或就一个人
静静地
放空思绪
享受留给自己一个人的时间
是种多好的感觉
胆小鬼的幻想
幻想是一种对自己的折磨
也许是一种心理小小叛逆的现象
当你知道有些事情
你没办法得到
却用自己脑子里虚拟的想象
把它弄成真
忙碌的生活
会让人开始忘了幻想
曾今夜晚在床上翻来覆去
无法入眠时
曾今有过多少幻想
有些成的无厘头
有些却成得太真
在梦里实现了多少幻想
因为只有那里能让自己感受
留下给自己的回忆
曾今与梦里的人说经历的事
只有自己懂得
就算再难堪再丢脸
也不会有人懂
也对
因为我一直都好胆小
所以只敢幻想
为何我就没办法勇敢些?
就算自己再差再丢人又怎样?
为什么总是顾虑别人的眼光?
难道 就不能好好活着
好好过着自己想要的人生?
也许再自信一点
所有幻想就不会继续只遗留再夜里的梦
也许再勇敢一点
所以曾今的顾虑就不会继续成为绊脚石
也许是一种心理小小叛逆的现象
当你知道有些事情
你没办法得到
却用自己脑子里虚拟的想象
把它弄成真
忙碌的生活
会让人开始忘了幻想
曾今夜晚在床上翻来覆去
无法入眠时
曾今有过多少幻想
有些成的无厘头
有些却成得太真
在梦里实现了多少幻想
因为只有那里能让自己感受
留下给自己的回忆
曾今与梦里的人说经历的事
只有自己懂得
就算再难堪再丢脸
也不会有人懂
也对
因为我一直都好胆小
所以只敢幻想
为何我就没办法勇敢些?
就算自己再差再丢人又怎样?
为什么总是顾虑别人的眼光?
难道 就不能好好活着
好好过着自己想要的人生?
也许再自信一点
所有幻想就不会继续只遗留再夜里的梦
也许再勇敢一点
所以曾今的顾虑就不会继续成为绊脚石
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